He was the one who woke me up, but when I opened my eyes, the fact that his consciousness was in a distant world was too surreal.
‘Yoon Woo-yeon, open your eyes.’
That warm voice continued to penetrate Woo-yeon’s brain.
Ten days into the hospital stay, on the day Nadia was safely treated and returned to Syria, Woo-yeon was granted a brief outing.
She received a sketchbook as a gift from Nadia, who would occasionally come during the challenging and exhausting hospital days and draw Woo-yeon with crayons and colored pencils.
It had been a great source of strength, but now, thinking that she couldn’t see Nadia anymore, sorrow overwhelmed her.
On the way back after seeing her off at the airport, Woo-yeon opened the sketchbook Nadia had given her.
Reporter Yeom, who had shared a ride to the airport, glanced at the drawings and spoke somewhat forlornly.
“She repeatedly said she would help me study and support me so I could live in Korea, but she insisted on going back until the end.”
“Well, she has a younger brother there.”
“That’s true. Kang Reporter said he would take good care of her until the end. But is this Yoon Woo-yeon?”
“It seems so.”
Taking on added risks, unexpectedly, it was Senior Kang who volunteered to personally escort Nadia to Syria.
She had completely shifted from the path of an anchor to a reporter and expressed her desire to live the rest of her life for others.
Whether her words were true or false, Woo-yeon decided not to care.
It’s each person’s life. It’s each person’s journey.
Woo-yeon looked again at the sketch of herself in the sketchbook drawn by Nadia.
“You drew it so beautifully. Thank you.”
The Yoon Woo-yeon in the drawing always had a red ribbon, flowers, and a gorgeous crown on her head.
Every time she flipped through the sketchbook, she had a smiling face, holding a microphone in her hand.
As she turned the last page, her hand hesitated for a moment in midair.
The identity of the man in the drawing, filling the white background, was unmistakably Cha Tae-kyung.
Woo-yeon’s tear glands quivered, and her throat felt tight.
“Reporter Yeom, did she tell you?”
“Tell me what?”
“That I go to see this man every day.”
A man lying on the cold bed. With eyes closed, he looked comfortable as if sleeping for a long time. Woo-yeon pointed to the drawing of the man, and her eyes reddened.
Reporter Yeom coughed awkwardly.
“Oh, kid. It’s a secret. He drew it again while I wasn’t looking. Making people embarrassed.”
“In real life…”
“Hmm?”
“He’s much more handsome. Like a hundred times more.”
“…”
Woo-yeon hugged the sketchbook tightly to her chest.
With each step, her legs felt a bit sore, but that was all.
The doctor said that the pain she was feeling would gradually disappear a bit more as time passed.
Tae-kyung’s surgery was successful. The attending physician had warned that during the process of removing the fragments, sensitive areas could be damaged, but fortunately, the procedure was completed without any damage.
Now, they only needed to check his cognitive ability when he woke up straight and stood up. Strangely, Tae-kyung still hadn’t regained consciousness.
He had resumed self-breathing, and his pulse was normal. The brain surgery usually took a considerable amount of time for regaining consciousness after the surgery, but despite the doctor’s expectations, Tae-kyung had already been lying with his eyes closed for two weeks.
Looking at the seemingly long sleep of Tae-kyung, Woo-yeon felt a pang of sorrow.
Were you tired like me? Is that why? Because you wanted to rest?
No. It can’t be like this.
Woo-yeon prayed for him every moment. She alternated between churches and cathedrals, which she had never visited even when she was young, begging for him to wake up.
She vowed that even if waking him up meant going back to her difficult past, she would never resent it.
She prayed that she would no longer hate the two people who abandoned her. Even if she couldn’t love them, she pledged to erase the feeling of hatred, desperately seeking all gods.
Upon returning to everyday life, the first thing Woo-yeon did was to check the black box footage that confirmed Tae-kyung was looking for her.
Surprisingly, the voice in the video belonged to someone she knew.
On that day, the person behind the wheel was not In-yeong. The person who made Cha Jae-hee that way was Kim Min-jun.
How his voice was recorded, what happened on that night, suspicions only intensified.
What was important was the conversation content that revealed Kim Min-jun and Cha Jae-hee secretly met.
“You’re going to tell your wife soon.”
“…What?”
“Between us. It’s time to let her know.”
“Stop it.”
“Why? Are you scared? Is it shocking that innocent and noble Mr. Min-jun met a girl like me? So what? Everyone lives like that.”
“If the chairman finds out…”
“What if the chairman finds out? I don’t care. I would actually prefer it! Even if Chairman Jo, who trembles with fear because of Mr. Min-jun, finds out about us… I’m fine. That person can’t do anything to me.”
“…”
“Min-jun, do you ever think like me these days? That it’s okay if I die horribly.”
“…”
“You know. My mom died, and every day was painful. It’s still so painful.”
Certainly, Jae-hee was intoxicated. He was so drunk that he provocatively spewed words only to provoke Kim Min-jun.
Woo-yeon, who checked all the black box footage, felt chills from head to toe.
Even if all of this were true, she couldn’t believe that Kim Min-jun intentionally pushed Jae-hee into the reservoir to kill him and blamed all the crimes on In-yeong.
The Kim Min-jun she knew was never a man who would do such things.
Woo-yeon turned her head towards Director Han, who was sitting across from her.
“Director Han. Where did you get this video?”
“I found it in Director Kim’s honeymoon home in Samsung-dong.”
“Did the CEO instruct you to do so?”
“Yes. If you look at the accident report there, there’s a record of Ms. Jo In-yeong talking to Mr. Kim Min-jun for about four minutes around two in the morning.”
“Yes, I saw that too.”
Kim Min-jun stated during the witness questioning that around two in the morning, his wife In-yeong had mistakenly called him, intending to call Director Kim, and then immediately hung up when she realized the mistake.
That was his statement. He blamed himself for not taking care of his wife properly, as he too was in a state of sleepiness when answering the call due to drinking late into the night.
“That day, the person Director Kim separately met was Vice President Cha Woo-gang. He was also the person who provided a perfect alibi for Director Kim.”
“…….”
“The CEO is meticulous in everything, having an obsession with checking everything perfectly. So, he instructed me to verify whether Director Kim really went out drunk that day, based on the pub staff I met. ”
“……He went out perfectly fine.”
“Yes. Initially, the amount of alcohol he drank wasn’t that much either. While investigating Jae-hee’s room, it was after I reported that there seemed to be something between the two that he asked me to check.”
“……Yes.”
Woo-yeon nodded weakly. Now, all that remained was handing over the documents that Tae-kyung had organized to the prosecutor’s office.
Her head throbbed too much.
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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